10-24-1993, Tom, Trent’s Dad

He sleeps all over the bed.
Diagonally.
Has music in his head, all the time.
Master craftsman.
Floor mechanic.

Sad, lonely day.
Trent didn’t even
want to get out of
bed to see you
this morning.
He said,
“Dad’s going to Austin.
He won’t let me go.”

We miss you
when you’re gone.

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